25 entries from August 2016

08/31/2016

After an MRI is dislocated patella which would explain the pain and instability. She will begin physical therapy next week, and will only require surgery if the patella becomes dislocated repeatedly (which is unlikely because she plans to be very careful -- pain is a powerful motivator). The dogs always like her best; hopefully they will take it easy on her after this.

She said she was mad at me for telling her Leon's married son has FIVE girlfriends because she used to think he was nice. I told her he is nice, is still married and doesn't have any girlfriends! She acknowledged it may have been a realistic dream and then went back to singing.

08/29/2016

Why was my "first day of school picture" taken afterward? That's what happens when you sub at the high school... get up at 5:something and drive off before your family is awake. Pure luck I remembered to grab these shots. Then the nursing home called with Pat's shopping list of soap, deodorant, and a toothbrush. I am all about hygiene so done, done and done.

08/28/2016

08/27/2016

Proceeds donated to the Alzheimer's Association. Mom had fun and looked great, but was very confused. She couldn't remember who Katie is, called her "boyfriend" Bill by Leon's name, and was sad no one will get grandpa Frank out of his coffin for her.

She did remember having a lovely visit with Joanne and Bill on Thursday so you never know with her these days!

08/24/2016

We have to go many days without playing (saving loads of gigs for Matt in Boone), but stop for Poke-stops when possible. We want a Pikachu and aren't hunting in the car (passengers don't count).

Watching Dave run up and down steep hills without complaint to hatch his eggs is almost as sweet as the stuff I ran up and down to hatch mine, BAR = burn after recording... me. I have my Pokemon, well had - traded to the professor. Katie's boyfriend is 6 times past me already so I'm guessing gyms may be out of my reach forever.

08/23/2016

Naïve applies to each of us in this family. I took Claire to meet her 7th grade teachers tonight. A few recognized me from working periodically at the middle school last year and Claire dubbed me (exact words) "famous... like Broadway." She is a cross between totally innocent and more mature than both her parents -- since birth.